~a heRO story~

[Spire]

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Chapter 1: Starts on Page 1
Chapter 2: Starts on Page 3






Chapter:1 Cursed Darkness

The skys over Prontera were dark, and the heavens seemed lost, as the hero's of the land fell to the Dark lord.??The soil itself fell into the darkness.??And the fallen rose from it.??Corpses of dead hero's arose from their slumber.??Luckly for the hero's who remained, the creatures who had spawned, only watched.??Some heros thought the Dark one had sent spies among us.??Finally someone did something.

An arrow flew through the air at one of the villans that plagued our land. A young Hunter, who had not yet earned his heroship, drew back his bow for another shot.??Through the air arrows sped sending the fallen back to their graves...??But they did not stay long, they arose again, only to stare at him.??

"Spire, run!" an Assassin in training, yelled at him, her voice was obviously feminine.??She lept behind him, dispatching another of the beasts.??"You have to be more careful", she said adjusting her red hair, "You can't kill them, they'll just get back up."

"I have to do something, this town is ours, it was founded by our ancestors.??But we have failed to protect it.??I can't just sit and wait for everyone to die. Rika, we have to do something.??Before all of this gets worse." Spire said looking tword the sky.

Rika looked at him with a sad face upon her, she remembered what happened at the last Trial of Heros, they both had fought for their symbol of true heroism, and they had both failed.??Spire had run into the forest, crying.??It was his dream to become a heRO, like Huntress or Kamon.??A Hero who didn't hide behind armor.??She was out looking for him when The Dark One attacked.

Spire blamed himself for the dark ones triumph, "If only I had been there, I could have made a difference."

"Spire, listen, for the last time it wasn't your fault.??You couldn't have done anything...??He is just too powerful." Rika said, knowing that is would be futile

"I.. I.. I will go to his layer, and fight him... My frien... Our friends need to be avenged, our town needs to be reclaimed.??Our hope.. must be restored." Spire said slowly at first but getting louder as he went. "Tomorrow, I'll go on this death march, right into his home.??And only one of us will leave that place."

At dawn Spire got his pack off the shelf of his small home, he secured his bow, checked his quiver.??He was set, he opened his door, only to find the stench of the dead upon him, three zombies had wandered to his door, he closed it quickly.??A pounding began to resound on his doorstep, they were trying to get inside trying to get to him.??His shaking arm reached back and drew his bow, he was almost petrified in fear.??Finally the door failed to hold and the creatures...

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